When we planted sugar beets it was often really muddy, so we wore yellow plasticy overalls and rubber boots. I had claimed the nicest overalls, since after all I was the only college graduate and I needed at least one perk, right?
One day I was putting my boots on and I felt something in the toe. It wasn't really uncomfortable, but I figured it'd only get worse, so I took my boot off and shook it out. A live mouse fell out. My co-workers screamed, so Charles came out, grabbed my overalls, threw them over the mouse and stepped on it. He didn't understand when I didn't want to wear my mouse blood covered overalls ever again after that.
I don't do mice.
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haha!!! You make me laugh Andrea!
Oh, do you still have mice nightmares? I would and might myself. I don't do mice either. Funny story though.
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